Chapter 49: Old Friends

A tense standoff ensued as both opponents locked eyes, each waiting for the other to make the first move. In that charged moment, Renzor's mind raced, the gears in his brain turning rapidly as he assessed the situation. He scrutinized Daxos intently, searching for any sign of weakness. Every twitch, every flicker in Daxos's eyes was a potential clue, and Renzor knew that one misstep could tip the balance. The air was thick with anticipation, and the stakes had never been higher.

'He is a pure-blooded dragon, which means his skills are much higher than mine, not to mention he is far bigger and stronger, even without using his wings. I need to find a way to level the playing field,' he thought.

"Are you just going to stare and act like a coward?" Daxos taunted, a smirk on his face.

Renzor let out a small smile, his eyes gleaming. "I'm not scared, just thinking how I should kill you," he replied, his tone nonchalant.